Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Monday, October 30, 2006
Saturday we went to a Halloween party and had a blast. There was tons of good food, and lots of drinking. We danced all night in the living room. It was so fun. Joe dressed up as a vampire and I was his victim. It was pretty funny. I'll post some pics soon. I forgot my camera so I have to wait for my friend to send me her pictures. They should be really funny. I had this really crazy wig that was black and purple. It was hilarious. I should have left the wig on though...later on in the night I took it off and let my hair down. I was sitting on Joe's lap in a chair and I leaned back into a candle. My hair caught on fire! I was suprised I had such a good reaction time considering I had been drinking all night. I just jumped up and screamed "I'm on fire!" Oh man did it stink up the house. It was really sick. My hair still smells like burned hair a little.
Friday, October 27, 2006
Oh boy am I regretting leaving work early on Monday. Nobody was there and I had nothing to do. And I had to write a paper for class. Now, I'm paying for it by having to work 8 and a half hours on a Friday. Bummer. At least it is almost time for lunch.
I am so tired today. I went out for happy hour last night and it was so much fun. But I slept really crappy last night. I woke up at 3:30 am and couldn't go back to sleep. It was annoying. Right when I got in bed, Zach sat outside my door and started meowing. Even though when I was out in the living room for like 3 hours he completely ignored me. What a terd.
I was just reading about Snoop Dogg getting arrested on suspicion of possession of marijuana and a hand gun at an airport in California. Hello, brilliance. I have an idea, let's take a weapon and some drugs to a freaking airport. Sounds great. For all the money that celebrities have, they should be able to afford to have someone with them 24/7 to make sure they don't do stupid shit. But, then what would we gossip and scoff about? I guess he thinks this will add to his street cred. How about this, his real name is Calvin Broadus. That is so gangsta.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
1. Get enough sleep (duh).
2. Find your motivation: find something to do in the morning that you look forward to (A.M. Yoga DVD?).
3. When you wake up, walk outside to experience morning light and fresh air to revive yourself (hmm..maybe).
4. Prepare as much stuff as you can the night before (i.e. clothes you'll wear, coffee maker, etc.).
5. Don't use snooze (this will be hard, but it actually makes you more tired to keep hitting snooze over and over).
6. Stick to your schedule of going to bed near the same time every night. Be persistent to develop new habits.
7. Exercise and eat well (check!).
I didn't hit snooze at all this morning (I was proud of myself). I guess I'll try them one at a time and see what they do for me. Cuz I am bad about being late in the morning. Okay, I'm bad about being late all the time but I try. That might end up being a permanent new year's resolution.
I was reading Cosmopolitan magazine the other day when I was getting my hair done, and I decided that it was created by the devil. Every time I read it, I feel my IQ drop. First, all it talks about catching a guy. I mean, People magazine even has book reviews and stuff. Next, it contains a bunch of information on clothes, shoes, accessories, and makeup that nobody normal could ever afford. They'll show a pair of shoes that are $650 and suggest you "save" by buying the knock off pair that are $200. I don't know about you, but to me that isn't saving much. Then they show a bunch of amazon models that weigh about 35 pounds. Helllooooooooo. Cosmo needs to realize that it is not cool to be 35 pounds and 5'8". That is like, so yesterday's news.
The issue I was reading had an article that was titled, Why Men Marry Some Women and Not Others. What the...? That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen in my life. When I got to that page, I read the title, threw the magazine, and told my stylist that Cosmo is the most horrible magazine ever written and it would be a cold day in hell before I ever read it again. There are three ways that article could be interpreted: 1) married women feel superior to all single women (ugh), 2) single women feel like total crap because they think there is something wrong with them (double ugh), or 3) some pathetic women cut out the article and try to become whatever bullshit the idiot who wrote the article says they should be (doom). In short, this is not good news. The only parts of Cosmo that are even remotely interesting are the human interest stories. The only problem is, you feel like such a poor, fat, ugly, bumbling, incapable-of-catching-a-guy's-attention-with-your-OWN-unaltered-unique-personality girl (or that that is ALL you should ever care about!), that you are way to insecure to even care about the human interest stories!!
Monday, October 23, 2006
On a happier note, I got some tickets to come home to Michigan in November and in December! I am so excited I can barely contain myself. I AM SO HAPPY!!! I miss my family and my friends so much, and I am so homesick I want to cry. I only wish I could be there next weekend to celebrate if the Tigers win the world series! Yay!! :o)
Sunday, October 22, 2006
It has been brought to management's attention that some individuals throughout the company have been using foul language during the course of normal conversation with their colleagues. Due to complaints received from some employees who may be easily offended, this type of language will no longer be tolerated.
We do, however, realize the critical importance of being able to accurately express your feelings when communicating with colleagues. Therefore, a list of 13 new and innovative "TRY SAYING" phrases have been provided so that proper exchange of ideas and information can continue in an effective manner. AS FOLLOWS ......
1) TRY SAYING: I think you could do with more training.
INSTEAD OF: You don't have a f**king clue, do you?
2) TRY SAYING: She's an aggressive go-getter.
INSTEAD OF: She's a f**king power-crazy b*tch.
3) TRY SAYING: Perhaps I can work late.
INSTEAD OF: And when the f**k do you expect me to do this?
4) TRY SAYING: I'm certain that isn't feasible.
INSTEAD OF: F**k off a*s-wipe.
5) TRY SAYING: Really?
INSTEAD OF:Well f**k me backwards with a telephone pole!
6) TRY SAYING: Perhaps you should check with...
INSTEAD OF: Tell someone who gives a f**k.
7) TRY SAYING: I wasn't involved in the project.
INSTEAD OF: Not my f**king problem.
8) TRY SAYING: That's interesting.
INSTEAD OF: What the f**k?
9) TRY SAYING: I'm not sure this can be implemented within the given timescale.
INSTEAD OF: No f**king chance.
10) TRY SAYING: It will be tight, but I'll try to schedule it in.
INSTEAD OF: Why the f**k didn't you tell me that yesterday?
11) TRY SAYING: He's not familiar with the issues.
INSTEAD OF: He's got his head up his f**king a*s.
12) TRY SAYING: Excuse me, sir?
INSTEAD OF: What, f**k face?
13) TRY SAYING: Of course, I was only going to be at home anyway.
INSTEAD OF: Yeah, who needs f**king holidays anyway.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like alcohol at all. He didn't even remember how he got home from the party.
As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.
Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of Water on the side table. And, Next to them, a single red rose! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house.
He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick:
"Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight. I love you, darling!
He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.
Jack asks, "Son... What happened last night?"
"Well, you came home after 3 A.M., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway, and got that black eye when you ran into the door."
Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me??"
His son replies, "Oh THAT!... Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, 'Leave me alone, I'm married!!'"
Thursday, October 19, 2006
I have a bone to pick with all of you whose blogs I read. UPDATE YOUR BLOGS! I swear, people. I've been traveling for the last 3 weeks and I still have been blogging. I don't know if that makes me superior or just a lot more pathetic.
I found out this week that my next two weeks of travel have been cancelled, and I AM SO HAPPY! I can't even explain how happy I am. That means I can get online and start planning some trips to Michigan and to Las Vegas. :-P And actually start living a normal life again. Business travel is fun, but not so much when it is a million weeks in a row.
Monday, October 16, 2006
This weekend at Penn State was not at all what I expected. It was ridiculously cold, which sucked. The Penn State fans were complete jerks (except for the older people). Now, I know that wearing a Michigan shirt is going to get me a certain amount of crap from people. I expected that. What I did not expect, was to fear for my physical well being because of my Michigan shirt. It was ridiculous. We went to a tailgate that was organized by a fraternity, which right away I should have known was going to be dumb. I had a fleece on and covered up my Michigan shirt while we were there because people were being total idiots. Everyone was so drunk they couldn't even stand up. Like, not fun-drunk, ridiculously-need-to-go-to-the-hospital-drunk. There was a guy there with a Michigan jersey on, and at one point they had put him in the middle of a circle of PSU fans and were throwing dirt at him and pouring beer on him. I couldn't believe it. Who does that?! Then they kept pushing him down and stuff. It was so dumb.
When we were walking down the street a guy came up to me and started yelling at me about how Michigan sucked. And a couple people said really nasty things to me at the bar later on too. Now tell me this, what kind of stupid, immature, idiotic, pathetic little boy approaches a 5-ft-100-lb GIRL and starts yelling at her like that?! Let me say, that the boys at PSU are just that--immautre little boys. They obvioulsy haven't gotten past the maturity level of 4th grade. That must mean it is pretty freaking easy to get into that school, considering the idiots that I came across last weekend. I seriously didn't let anyone see my shirt because I knew that Joe would have killed any of them for saying nasty things to me. Personally, I didn't think it was worth my boyfriend's precious energy to even waste a minute on those losers. What is sad, is that acting like that made them just look even more sad and pathetic because they were obviously bitter about the fact that they knew they were going to LOSE MISERABLY! Which is EXACTLY what happened! SO TO ALL THE PSU FANS OUT THERE THAT SAID MEAN, AWFUL THINGS TO ME AND ALL THE MICHIGAN FANS ALL WEEKEND....
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Well, I'm off for a busy week and weekend. I get to go to Denver for work and then I am going to Penn State for the PSU/UofM game. It should be good, if we get some tickets. Ha ha. I swear, I am not paying an arm and a leg for them. That annoys me. Zach is probably going to disown me for abandoning him. Luckily, Joe lives really close to me so he can stop by and visit him. Poor baby. :o(
Monday, October 09, 2006
Saturday I laid on my couch all day with my kitty, read, and watched TV. It was such a great way to spend a Saturday. The only thing that could have made it better is if Joe were there, but he wanted to go to Oktoberfest in Shirlington. It was so rainy and cold, there was no way in hell I was going to go to that. :o) Then I went out for martinis with Jessie. It was lots of fun, even though we were both really tired.
Yesterday, Joe and I went to the Olive Garden for dinner. Then we went to see The Departed with Jack Nicholson, Matt Damon, Mark Whalberg, and Leonardo DiCaprio. Okay, there are some days when I can handle extreme violence and vulgarity. Yesterday was not one of those days. The movie was basically about organized crime, but picture the Sopranos on steroids mixed in with Resevoir Dogs. It was good, but I kind of felt like the amount of violence and vulgarity took away from the storyline. There were a lot of brains flying everywhere throughout the whole movie. It was sick.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Friday, October 06, 2006
2. "Stop doing" lists are more important than "to do" lists.
(adopted from Jim Collins's book, Good to Great)
I'm going to start making a "stop doing" list from now on. Or maybe I'll have a "to do" list and a "won't do" list every week.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Well, I have taken a ton of pictures of my apartment since I finally got all of my furniture. Unfortunately, every once in a while my modem decides to be cranky and doesn't work, and I have no idea why. Now is one of those times. Usually if I mess around with it and press the reset button a bunch of times it starts working again. I just haven't had time yet though. But...apartment pictures are soon to come.
Tomorrow is going to suck because I have to work a full 8 hours. I didn't get to work extra at all this week because I have had so much going on. And, I am going to be so busy with work for the next 5 weeks I am going to die.
In really want to come to Michigan again and see my family and my friends. I am going through withdrawals. :o( The last time I was home was in June!! I can't believe that! :o(
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
I am so glad that I get to turn this stuff in and forget about it. I can't wait to go home after class and sit on my butt and do nothing.
Monday, October 02, 2006
I wrote a paper last night for my class and I have to write two more tonight. This class is actually really interesting, though, so that makes it less painful. It is actually like a business class. We have to read Good To Great by Jim Collins, which is actually a really good book. It's a best seller or something. And then we have to read a bunch of case studies on businesses that were also studied at Harvard Business School. It's interesting because it is something new that I have never done before. After my last class, I was about to tear my hair out from boredom.
What is going on with all of these school shootings? A ninth grader in Wisconsin shot his principal last week. Last Wednesday a crazy guy in Colorado molested and held 6 girls hostage, finally killing one and then himself. There was another shooting this morning at an Amish school in Pennsylvania. It is really scary. :o( I am about to invest in some bullet proof vests for my friends that are teachers. Seriously, I feel the same way about this as I do about airport security. I know it is kind of a pain in the butt, but if it keeps me from getting shot up, I'll do whatever they want. I say, put some darn metal detectors in every school. This is getting ridiculous!!!